Chapter Twenty-Three: The Life of Ingredients
"Stop bragging. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info" Xia Ruoxue said with a smile.
Ling Xiaojun didn't say much, shook his head with a smile, looked at a cinnamon fish in the fish box, reached into the water with his left hand, accurately buckled the fish's lips, and caught the fish.
"Don't you even have to copy it?" Xia Ruoxue glared.
"But seriously, Ruoxue, you still go out and wait, there will be an oil pot here in a while, and then you will smell it." Although Ling Xiaojun was talking to Xia Ruoxue, he didn't look at her, he grabbed the fish in his left hand and put it on the board, and with a slight hook of the fingers of his right hand, he picked out a sharp kitchen knife from the knife holder, time seemed to slow down at this moment, the kitchen knife flew high, and rotated gracefully in the sky, "And if you ask this and that here, it will distract my attention, cooking food, you must devote yourself wholeheartedly, only with full dedication, can you feel the vitality of each ingredient." Ling Xiaojun patted the fish's head, "Well, okay, I know, it said that since it was going to be eaten, begging me to make it more delicious." ”
After speaking, Ling Xiaojun turned his face to look at Xia Ruoxue, "So, go outside and wait." This time, Ling Xiaojun didn't smile, and it was rare to show a serious expression.
Xia Ruoxue's attention has been on the flying kitchen knife, this guy only knows how to be handsome, this is not filming TV, what if the knife falls and hurts someone? But when she looked at Ling Xiaojun with a nervous face, she saw that handsome and serious face.
What ingredients still have vitality, what kind of fish still makes him make himself delicious, this guy is obviously talking nonsense, he directly catches the fish, throws the kitchen knife so high, the Chinese little master, but why did he see Ling Xiaojun at this time, it seems that the whole person is glowing, is this what a real chef looks like?
"Oh." Xia Ruoxue finally chose to listen to Ling Xiaojun's words, I don't know why, this guy who is sometimes frivolous, sometimes guilty, sometimes just, and sometimes full of bad face makes people feel a strong feeling at this moment.
A feeling that makes it impossible not to trust.
Seeing that Xia Ruoxue finally left, a smile appeared on the corner of Ling Xiaojun's mouth, "What should I do if I really fall in love with me when I cook, it's better to drive away." ”
At the same time, the kitchen knife fell, steadily landing on Ling Xiaojun's right hand. The passage of time seems to be back to normal.
"Okay, boy, don't worry, it's in my hands, and I won't let you down." Ling Xiaojun said this to the fish on the board.
It is also strange to say, after Ling Xiaojun finished speaking, the fish that was originally alive and unwilling to be honest was lying quietly on the board, and a pair of fish eyes seemed to be looking at Ling Xiaojun.
With the knife in his hand, Ling Xiaojun cut off the head of the fish.
At this moment, Ling Xiaojun did not have the previous laziness and devoted himself to the process of cooking.
Xia Ruoxue was sitting in the hall, it was already past ten o'clock, and guests came in one after another in the restaurant.
When many male customers passed by Xia Ruoxue, they couldn't help but sneak a few glances at Xia Ruoxue, such a beautiful girl as beautiful as snow, sitting alone on the seat, supporting her head with both hands and falling into contemplation, just like a painting, people couldn't help but take a few more looks.
But voyeurism is voyeurism, but no one dares to come up and talk, most of them have a thief's heart and no thief's courage.
"Hello waiter, help me order Chef No. 3, I ate the steak he made last time, I feel very good, bring my friends over today to try it."
"Waiter, help me bring Chef No. 4's menu."
"Waiter, last time I ate Chef No. 5, today I will take the menu of Chef No. 6, I want to taste all the chefs here." A man in his thirties in a suit and glasses called the waiter, and of course this kind of philatelic maniac is indispensable in this business model.
The guests began to order, and Wangxue Restaurant had a very good business under Xia Ruoxue's unique business model.
The business of the hotel is good, but the boss is thinking about it, remembering that Ling Xiaojun said that the fish talked to him, Xia Ruoxue smirked, she still remembered that after the Flying Fish Internet Cafe that day, Ling Xiaojun saw the group of gangsters, and he also said something inexplicable.
But for some reason, Ling Xiaojun's appearance just now seemed to be seared in Xia Ruoxue's mind, that kind of confident and serious expression, which made people trust him irresistibly.
Xia Ruoxue came back to her senses and shook her head.
"Xia Ruoxue, Xia Ruoxue, what do you think, even if he is really charming when he gets serious, but do you really know him? When did I, Xia Ruoxue, become a member of the Appearance Association. ”
I have to say that Xia Ruoxue still has a girl's heart.
Looking down at her phone, it had been more than twenty minutes since she came out just now, Xia Ruoxue was bored waiting, turned on her phone and began to browse the web.
As the operator of the restaurant, the first thing she opened was the food network.
In the forum discussion area under the food ranking of the food network, Xia Ruoxue found that someone was commenting on Wangxue Restaurant.
"Recently, I just opened a restaurant called Wangxue Restaurant on Xuefu Road in Z City, which adopts the chef listing system, which is very distinctive, customers can choose any of the seven chefs to cook for themselves according to their own preferences, these seven chefs are good at different cuisines, and not only Chinese food, Western food, Thai food, RB cuisine, there are people who are good at it, I have ordered these seven chefs, I personally prefer the second Zhao Fugui chef, of course, this is related to my personal preference for Northeast cuisine, these chefs have their own characteristics, All very good, and the price is not too expensive, I recommend everyone to have time to try it. ”
"Really? Interesting, I'll try it when I have time. ”
"I've been there, it's really good, I think Wangxue Restaurant can at least be ranked in the top 50 of the list."
"I've also been there, upstairs, although the taste is good, but the top 50 is a bit exaggerated, you look at the top 50 places on the list, either a century-old restaurant, or a star-rated hotel, or a restaurant opened by an old chef who has been immersed in cooking for decades, this Wangxue restaurant can only be regarded as very good, but it is not top."
"Top 50+1"
"The industry lies in the refinement, and the business model of Wangxue Restaurant is very good as a profit model, but I think this business model is not conducive to impacting the list."
There are all kinds of voices in the forum, some say they want to try, and some people argue about rankings.
"Top fifty? There's still some way to go. Xia Ruoxue shook her head, she has confidence in her restaurant, it does not mean blind confidence, Z City is also a second-tier city, and it has a long history, it is still unrealistic for a newly opened restaurant to rank among the top 50 in the city within Z City.
Xia Ruoxue was continuing to browse the information, and a fragrance slowly wafted in, "Why is it so fragrant?" ”
There are already chefs cooking, who can stand out among the many smells, rich but not heavy, fresh and not light, what kind of dish is this?
Xia Ruoxue raised her head curiously, a waiter sister was walking towards her with a plate of dishes, as long as there were people in the seats she passed, they would look up at her, although the little girl was born pure, but it was not to the extent of becoming the attention of the public, so the customer did not look at her, but the dish in her hand, it is estimated that she is also attracted by the aroma that penetrates her heart like Xia Ruoxue.
"Sister Ruoxue, your squirrel osmanthus is ready, the chef said that he will come and pour the sauce himself in a while." The waitress put a large plate of dishes in front of Xia Ruoxue, and finally didn't forget to wink at Xia Ruoxue, "Where did that chef Ruoxue find it, it's super handsome." ”
Xia Ruoxue replied with a kind smile, she wanted to be friendly to her employees, and she never had a fight, so the waitress Xiaomei joked with her like this. But soon her eyes were drawn to the dish in front of her and she couldn't take it off her feet.
The head of the fish is raised, the mouth is slightly open, and the tail is high.
After the general squirrel osmanthus fish is formed, the slices of the fish body are relatively large, after frying, the "squirrel hair" is coarse, and the width can not be uniform, just like the loose ball that is exploded, and this plate of squirrel osmanthus fish, the fish body is evenly slender and slender, the roots are clear, and the direction is consistent, it looks very comfortable, after being coated in flour and fried in oil, it shows a golden luster.
Ling Xiaojun came out in a wide chef's suit, still holding a plate in his hand, Ling Xiaojun's steps were very fast, and he came to Xia Ruoxue after a while.
"I'm sorry, I've been waiting for a long time, this sauce actually has to boil for a few hours, but now I can only make do with it." After speaking, Ling Xiaojun poured the dark red sauce on the Guiyu. The sauce is dark red, with yellow-green side dishes and a golden fish dressed in a beautiful red flower.
"Squeak, squeak." The piping hot sauce is poured over the fish, making a squeaky sound.
As a famous dish in Suzhou, squirrel fish pays attention to color, fragrance, taste, sound, shape and gas, which refers to the squeak of the sauce when it is poured on the body of the fish, such as the cry of a squirrel.
With the pouring of the sauce, the sauce came into contact with the fish and fused, and a burst of rich fragrance spread, Xia Ruoxue couldn't help but close her eyes, took a deep breath, and the aroma entered her nose, straight to the heart and lungs, making people indescribably comfortable.
A couple sitting next to Xia Ruoxue suddenly put down the knife and fork in their hands, closed their eyes, and took a deep breath. "Damn, why do you think so?"
"yes, and why is this scent so comfortable and appetizing."
Ling Xiaojun didn't care about other people's discussions, and saw Xia Ruoxue immersed in the enjoyment of the aroma, so he pushed her, "Eat it quickly, it's not delicious if it's cold." ”
Xia Ruoxue only woke up at this time, under the influence of the aroma just now, Xia Ruoxue, who was not very hungry, couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks, carefully picked up a chopstick from the fish, and gently put it in her mouth.